Time and reality slowly move away, dissapearing in the fade.
It kind of makes a good story. Will you write these down for me. Im srry we are the only ones. At a point i was going to throw it off cus it weighs a ton. But then i realized there no real reason now im so insane.
Imprinted with mark of a warlock.
My enemies know to bar the door.
Anceint hounds of hell will break through the floor.
With hell and fire coming out of them through every pore.
They are chomped apart with one bite.
And dragged to hell by the demons in flight.
These are the last for tonight.
Poof and im out of sight.
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